[anOTP: Anita]

[northernprince]

Medraut's not one for drinking, usually. Not beyond casual mealtime drinking or I just need some refreshment drinking. This is not a mealtime, this is just boring as hell time, and consequentially, wine

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[tomboy_22]

And here's a friend (bff?) who spots him, is in a good mood but doesn't feel like pouncing him (something about his body language and the smell of alcohol, which she can smell even in the distance, yay for being a shifter.

"Hey," she informs him as she slumps next to him. "Make sure to leave some for the ladies."

[northernprince]

A subdued snort. "All they have to do is ask. I'm renowned for my politeness and generosity, you know."

He holds the bottle out in her direction.

[tomboy_22]

She takes a sniff of it, frowns. "It's a bit warm," she points out. "What are we drinking to?"

[northernprince]

"Fussy," Medraut says, giving her a look of dramatic indignation, and moving to take another swig himself, if she doesn't grab it first, "I don't know. Choose something grand."